To Sort Out (What Was Out of Line) Lyrics

What kind of doubt would even generate that kind of response? You've lost it

And I'm sure it's gotta do with my never-ending habits, they're brushing me blue

So why do you say you're still in love with me? when it's after the fact

That we're locking our doors while still residing on the same street

Are you picturing me?

That Fall you wrote me letters and held my face in the park

I'll never forget that walk after the restaurant closed back to your car

I'm not over it

So why is there panic when I lay beside you tonight?

I'll walk to the window and look out dramatically, I'm worrying you

I guess I'm stained in blue

I can't believe

That after a romance of this kind we'd say goodbye

It seems like a waste babe don't you think we've had our time?

To sort out what was out of line

You've worked on yours and I've dealt with mine